Friday, March 23, 2012


Nothings are no shapes
Shadow might be hollow but it has it shapes
Sun is untouchably burnt but they surely knew what it shapes
Flats are shapes

She is shapeless
Whispering universe in helpless
As thick as air
Thin as water
Nothing she can do about it
And you
have to accept it

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